Got woken in the night By a mystic, golden light My head soaked in river water I had been dressed in a coat of armour They called a horse out of the woodland 'Take her there, through the desert shores'
They sang to me, 'This is yours to wear' 'You're the chosen one, there's no turning back now'
The smell of redwood giants A banquet for the shadows Horse and I We're dancers in the dark Came upon a headdress It was gilded, dark and golden The children sang I was so afraid I took it to my head and prayed
There is no turning back There is no turn There is no turning back There is no turn There is no turning back There is no turn